Enticed by the Alien Warrior by Hope Hart (spiritual books to read .TXT) 📕

My hands clutch at his shoulders, and then I’m attempting to pull off his shirt as he lets out a slightly strangled laugh.

“No, lovely. You’re not yet healed enough for that.”

I growl. “Are you kidding me?”

“Let me make you feel good.”

I open my mouth to give him explicit instructions detailing exactly how he can do that, but he shuts me up with another kiss, his hands moving to the ties on my dress. He loosens them, letting out a low groan as my breasts pop free.

Within moments, I’m naked, staring up at the man who has always made my heart beat faster.

“This is more like it.”

He grins at that, but I pout as I realize he’s still not taking off his clothes. Instead, he kisses me again, our tongues twining together intimately as I slide my legs around him, rubbing against him.

He turns his attention to my breasts, kissing his way across them before taking one of my nipples in his mouth. I sigh as he sucks and plays, driving me crazy with anticipation.

He kisses along the white scar above my breast, his brow lowering. Then he slowly makes his way down, until he’s staring at the red scar near my right hip. He shudders, pressing his lips against it for a long moment.

I sigh, burying my fingers in his hair as he moves on, brushing the scruff of his cheek against my lower belly in a way that makes me giggle.

He does it again, grinning up at me. “I love your laugh.”

I can feel his need for me as he moves lower again, his tongue probing me as I let out a moan. He continues to suck and lick, driving me crazy until I’m shattering in his arms.

He simply slides his hands beneath my butt, lifting me closer to his mouth. “I’m not done.”

I gasp as he buries his tongue deeper before moving up to my clit, where he strokes, driving me out of my mind. He slides one of his hands free and enters me with one large finger, letting out a rough laugh as I clamp down around him, my muscles turning languid with ecstasy.

He makes me come three more times, until I’m exhausted, trembling in his arms.

“Now you,” I slur as he lies down, lifting me until I’m curled against his chest.

He laughs. “We have plenty of time, my love. Go to sleep.”

Chapter Eighteen

Vivian

“Are you sure you want to go through with this?” Sarissa asks me, a smile playing around her mouth.

I laugh, giddy with happiness. “I’m surer than I’ve ever been of anything in my life.”

Cauri shoots Sarissa a look, and I hide a smile. There’s still no love lost between them. I wish my friends could have been here for this, but unlike Beth, I’m not willing to wait to make things official. And even if I were, my alien king wouldn’t hear of it.

Mating ceremonies are different on this side of the water. First, there’s no fire. Second, this will be my coronation as well. Even without the threat of the Dokhalls and the Zintas, I wouldn’t have expected the other women to make the journey. Ellie still hasn’t had her baby, and I know I’m not the only one who is starting to get worried.

At least Sarissa is here. And while she jokes about me being a runaway bride, I know she’s happy for me.

I’ve never imagined getting married on Earth. I’d never met anyone who made me even remotely close to imagining wearing a big white dress and walking down an aisle. Maybe that’s why I’ve gone with pure, unrelenting black.

I gaze at my reflection in the mirror, and even I have to admit I look great. The material of my dress is so fine that it almost reminds me of cobwebs, draped over a silky underlayer. Tiny jewels catch the light when I move, and the dress hugs every inch of my body without being at all lewd.

Arix added to my new jewelry collection while I was still recovering. The jewels are jet black, an obsidian so dark that I wanted to stroke them while murmuring “my precious.” Each jewel is wrapped in a fine silver nest, allowing hints of onyx to peek out each time it hits the light.

He murmured in my ear, calling me his dark queen as he fastened the necklace around my throat, handing me the earrings to try on. I smile. I can’t wait to see the look on his face when he sees me in this getup.

I blow out a nervous breath and glance over my shoulder at Sarissa. She’s wearing crimson red, some of her long blonde hair pinned slightly back off her face, the rest a sheet of silk down her back. I sent a message to Rakiz’s camp, explaining we have the chip, but Dragix still isn’t back from his hunting trip. My cousin is getting impatient, and I know damn well if Dragix doesn’t appear soon, she’s going to take the trip across the water by herself.

I offered to send her with a group of guards, but she refused, saying that even if she did trust Arix’s guards after everything we’ve been through, traveling in a group would attract too much attention. I have to admit she’s got a point. That doesn’t mean I’m going to let her go alone though. She narrows her eyes at me as if reading my mind.

“You’re becoming a queen today, V. Let’s focus on that.”

I frown. “I just don’t get why you can’t get Dragix to pick you up so you can deliver the chip to Alexis.”

She laughs. “Well, the dragon may have been acting as a flying taxi when everyone thought you’d die, but he’s actually kind of an important asset in this war.”

I stare at her, and she sighs. “He’s tracking a group of Zintas who decided to take their chances with the Dokhalls. Arix gave him their scents, and he’s going to take them